Malcolm holds her tight, not saying a word for a long while. His breath is warm against her hair.
He can't take his eyes off the factory. This is a side of Demeter he has hardly ever seen, and he wasn't looking forward to this display, no matter how much support he had given her.
And yet... Now that they're here, and once she had explained what happened in this place... It was hard to argue with her wish to strike at it.
Perhaps it was growing up in Philadelphia, spending his mortal life entirely within a city, but Malcolm often forgets the power of Nature. And seeing forces of life and growth used to destroy is more of a paradox than he'd like to get into just now.
So instead, he keeps her close, listening to her breathing, and feels her slowly relax as the last bits of rubble settle to the ground.
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He can't take his eyes off the factory. This is a side of Demeter he has hardly ever seen, and he wasn't looking forward to this display, no matter how much support he had given her.
And yet... Now that they're here, and once she had explained what happened in this place... It was hard to argue with her wish to strike at it.
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Though she is good at controlling and keeping that which is frightening about her, today she is more Demeter and he is hers.
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So instead, he keeps her close, listening to her breathing, and feels her slowly relax as the last bits of rubble settle to the ground.
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